Frankie: Hey, Brick. Brick? What are doing here? You're home. What happened?
Mike: Well, we got back to the school, and everyone was real excited to see their parents, and I thought you'd be there, but you weren't. All the other parents were there. A lot of them had "Welcome Home" signs, and I was waiting and waiting, thinking you'd come, but you didn't. So I got a ride home with Mrs. Donahue, and she couldn't believe that you wouldn't have picked me up. She thought something must have happened to you, but... I guess not.
Axl: And the Oscar for worst mother goes to...
Frankie: No, no, no, no. That's not right. I was supposed to pick you up tomorrow. It was a 3-day trip: Friday, Saturday, Su- I can still buy you candy.
Brick: You were worried about me being irresponsible, and you didn't even pick me up.
Frankie: All right, I think you're stating what we all already know, but you're home now. So come on. Sit down. I wanna hear all about your trip.
Brick: Ah, forget it.
Frankie: No. Come on, Brick. I'm sorry. I wanna hear all about it. [to Sue] Put in a tape.